" Wow," she said. "That's a relief. I was beginning to wonder." Don't ever doubt that your brother is a good reporter," Mike told her. "It's just that... he's had other things on his plate, and this hasn't been first on his agenda." I realize that," she smiled. "But still, it's been hard to wait." I know it has, but sometimes you have to sit on a story until you can tell it. This has been one of those times. But this is also one of those times when we need to be really careful about what we say,. "If it turns you on, I don’t mind doing what you want. And as you have made me taste my fanny perhaps I should make you taste your cock.". She saw my cock twitch which answered her question. She kissed me again on the lips and moved down my body and took my cock in her mouth, she ran her tongue over the head and moved it over her lips. She looked at me. "Do you want to taste yourself?" This time I nodded and she moved her lips against mine; I smelt and tasted my musky aroma, and lapped hungrily. I said “think something isn’t working properly in this room” I took the boys arm and guided him to the bed. I was afraid he would start crying but maybe seeing me almost of his age calmed him a little. I let him down on his back on the bed and took over his cock. Once I got the first reaction noticed that it was not too small, something around 6” and slowly I tasted the great taste of pre cum. George in the meantime was greeting my ass in a very usual fashion, with finger and tongue. When I had. There were two huge full length mirrors on the wall opposite the chez lounge. At the side of the Mirror was a TV set facing the sofas, showing pornographic movies with no sound. The music was being piped throughout the house and the choice of tune was a driving hip hop medley. Conrad sat on the Chez lounge and patted the seat next to him inviting me to join him. I hitched my skirt up my thighs revealing my stocking tops and garter straps, moving the skirt further up my thighs, displaying my.